Tru Master Lyrics
| Song | Tru Master |
| Artist | Pete Rock |
| Album | Soul Survivor |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brown, Hunter, Philips ... | |
| Your highness, live from the bricks, one six | |
| Pete rock bang your head, break the drumsticks | |
| Verbal assault, rhymes rippin through the mix | |
| Specialist, with the smash hits that can flip | |
| Savagely attack this, clash with, accurate aim | |
| Spark the flame, burn this inside the vein | |
| Ride tracks like the soul train, hold ya brain | |
| In the state of shock, make em drop hits of cocaine | |
| I bang with the big boys, those who hold name | |
| Amateurs get hung with they own gold chains | |
| I swing blades, best bring grenades against | |
| A tru master, way beyond your freshman attempts | |
| Spit rounds on the floor, evidence of the war | |
| It's on til the death til we settle the score | |
| You can never measure, to the standard, of the most | |
| Popular demanded, rap classics | |
| Pop corks while the style knock your tops off | |
| Ghetto summer jam's got the streets blocked off | |
| Plots to knock me off get stopped short | |
| Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force | |
| [pete rock] | |
| Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed adidas (uh-huh) | |
| Original rap with new school leaders (true) | |
| Graffiti art names with fat gold chains | |
| Shock the world cousin, while hip-hop remains | |
| "i'm a true master, you can check my credentials" - jeru | |
| "master in the mc field" - parrish smith | |
| "master, preacher, poet, a teacher" - o.c. | |
| "from the master.. from the master" - biggie smalls | |
| [pete rock] | |
| Yo i drop jewels like hail, rap rides the third rail | |
| Transmit def styles with sign language in braille | |
| In hot pursuit of donald trump rap loot | |
| Produce what you feel with navy seal mic troops | |
| Spark the s-p, slaughter, pete rock of gibraltar | |
| Miraculous lyrics that tread water | |
| A rap nigga, show respect, write rhymes that connect | |
| Collaborate, break bread with kurupt and deck | |
| Keep my feet blessed, fresh with the scottie pippen's | |
| In the game of life, i play all positions | |
| Stop look and listen, total package, yes a true master | |
| Produce rhymes, slang hits faster | |
| The master of the game, solo artist by name | |
| Paint the masterpiece that lies inside the frame | |
| Passionate bright colors, the number one soul brother | |
| All eyes on us, guard your grill and take cover | |
| Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed adidas (uh-huh) | |
| Original rap with new school leaders (true) | |
| Graffiti art names with fat gold chains | |
| Shock the world cousin, while hip-hop remains | |
| "i'm a true master, you can check my credentials" - jeru | |
| "master in the mc field" - parrish smith | |
| "master, preacher, poet, a teacher" - ? | |
| "from the master.. from the master" - biggie smalls | |
| [kurupt] | |
| I'm the epicenter of this natural disaster | |
| I'm disastrous with smashes, cold and hot flashin | |
| Masters of self, a whole carload of explosives | |
| Like zorro your host is | |
| Death with the intellect from wizards to warlocks | |
| I'm sore ock, i'm raw ock with four glocks, smallpox | |
| More ways to get paid, more ways to display | |
| More rhymes to say, more ak's to spray | |
| God is good growin up in the hood | |
| Done some things bad, done some things good | |
| Me and pete is like rhymes to chemicals, clash | |
| Atom bombs to mustard gas | |
| We intervene, i break ya, take ya to a whole difference scene | |
| Ar-15's and beams | |
| Got em jumpin like i swallowed a gang of jumpin beans | |
| Explode and reload, we dumps machines | |
| Radical in war, kurupt's a mad star | |
| I'm a hard dogg, raw dogg, hog with the gold paw | |
| Dogg pound gangstaz -- d.p.g. | |
| I'm a dogg pound gangsta -- d.p.g. | |
| I'm a dogg pound gangsta -- d.p.g. | |
| Inspectah deck and kurupt and pete rock to drop the beat | |
| "masters of art" - krs-one | |
| "be the sharpest motherfucker | |
| With the beats, with the rhymes" - method | |
| "check this out..." |
| zuo qu : Brown, Hunter, Philips ... | |
| Your highness, live from the bricks, one six | |
| Pete rock bang your head, break the drumsticks | |
| Verbal assault, rhymes rippin through the mix | |
| Specialist, with the smash hits that can flip | |
| Savagely attack this, clash with, accurate aim | |
| Spark the flame, burn this inside the vein | |
| Ride tracks like the soul train, hold ya brain | |
| In the state of shock, make em drop hits of cocaine | |
| I bang with the big boys, those who hold name | |
| Amateurs get hung with they own gold chains | |
| I swing blades, best bring grenades against | |
| A tru master, way beyond your freshman attempts | |
| Spit rounds on the floor, evidence of the war | |
| It' s on til the death til we settle the score | |
| You can never measure, to the standard, of the most | |
| Popular demanded, rap classics | |
| Pop corks while the style knock your tops off | |
| Ghetto summer jam' s got the streets blocked off | |
| Plots to knock me off get stopped short | |
| Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force | |
| pete rock | |
| Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed adidas uhhuh | |
| Original rap with new school leaders true | |
| Graffiti art names with fat gold chains | |
| Shock the world cousin, while hiphop remains | |
| " i' m a true master, you can check my credentials" jeru | |
| " master in the mc field" parrish smith | |
| " master, preacher, poet, a teacher" o. c. | |
| " from the master.. from the master" biggie smalls | |
| pete rock | |
| Yo i drop jewels like hail, rap rides the third rail | |
| Transmit def styles with sign language in braille | |
| In hot pursuit of donald trump rap loot | |
| Produce what you feel with navy seal mic troops | |
| Spark the sp, slaughter, pete rock of gibraltar | |
| Miraculous lyrics that tread water | |
| A rap nigga, show respect, write rhymes that connect | |
| Collaborate, break bread with kurupt and deck | |
| Keep my feet blessed, fresh with the scottie pippen' s | |
| In the game of life, i play all positions | |
| Stop look and listen, total package, yes a true master | |
| Produce rhymes, slang hits faster | |
| The master of the game, solo artist by name | |
| Paint the masterpiece that lies inside the frame | |
| Passionate bright colors, the number one soul brother | |
| All eyes on us, guard your grill and take cover | |
| Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed adidas uhhuh | |
| Original rap with new school leaders true | |
| Graffiti art names with fat gold chains | |
| Shock the world cousin, while hiphop remains | |
| " i' m a true master, you can check my credentials" jeru | |
| " master in the mc field" parrish smith | |
| " master, preacher, poet, a teacher" ? | |
| " from the master.. from the master" biggie smalls | |
| kurupt | |
| I' m the epicenter of this natural disaster | |
| I' m disastrous with smashes, cold and hot flashin | |
| Masters of self, a whole carload of explosives | |
| Like zorro your host is | |
| Death with the intellect from wizards to warlocks | |
| I' m sore ock, i' m raw ock with four glocks, smallpox | |
| More ways to get paid, more ways to display | |
| More rhymes to say, more ak' s to spray | |
| God is good growin up in the hood | |
| Done some things bad, done some things good | |
| Me and pete is like rhymes to chemicals, clash | |
| Atom bombs to mustard gas | |
| We intervene, i break ya, take ya to a whole difference scene | |
| Ar15' s and beams | |
| Got em jumpin like i swallowed a gang of jumpin beans | |
| Explode and reload, we dumps machines | |
| Radical in war, kurupt' s a mad star | |
| I' m a hard dogg, raw dogg, hog with the gold paw | |
| Dogg pound gangstaz d. p. g. | |
| I' m a dogg pound gangsta d. p. g. | |
| I' m a dogg pound gangsta d. p. g. | |
| Inspectah deck and kurupt and pete rock to drop the beat | |
| " masters of art" krsone | |
| " be the sharpest motherfucker | |
| With the beats, with the rhymes" method | |
| " check this out..." |
| zuò qǔ : Brown, Hunter, Philips ... | |
| Your highness, live from the bricks, one six | |
| Pete rock bang your head, break the drumsticks | |
| Verbal assault, rhymes rippin through the mix | |
| Specialist, with the smash hits that can flip | |
| Savagely attack this, clash with, accurate aim | |
| Spark the flame, burn this inside the vein | |
| Ride tracks like the soul train, hold ya brain | |
| In the state of shock, make em drop hits of cocaine | |
| I bang with the big boys, those who hold name | |
| Amateurs get hung with they own gold chains | |
| I swing blades, best bring grenades against | |
| A tru master, way beyond your freshman attempts | |
| Spit rounds on the floor, evidence of the war | |
| It' s on til the death til we settle the score | |
| You can never measure, to the standard, of the most | |
| Popular demanded, rap classics | |
| Pop corks while the style knock your tops off | |
| Ghetto summer jam' s got the streets blocked off | |
| Plots to knock me off get stopped short | |
| Armed with my thoughts, move the world with an unknown force | |
| pete rock | |
| Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed adidas uhhuh | |
| Original rap with new school leaders true | |
| Graffiti art names with fat gold chains | |
| Shock the world cousin, while hiphop remains | |
| " i' m a true master, you can check my credentials" jeru | |
| " master in the mc field" parrish smith | |
| " master, preacher, poet, a teacher" o. c. | |
| " from the master.. from the master" biggie smalls | |
| pete rock | |
| Yo i drop jewels like hail, rap rides the third rail | |
| Transmit def styles with sign language in braille | |
| In hot pursuit of donald trump rap loot | |
| Produce what you feel with navy seal mic troops | |
| Spark the sp, slaughter, pete rock of gibraltar | |
| Miraculous lyrics that tread water | |
| A rap nigga, show respect, write rhymes that connect | |
| Collaborate, break bread with kurupt and deck | |
| Keep my feet blessed, fresh with the scottie pippen' s | |
| In the game of life, i play all positions | |
| Stop look and listen, total package, yes a true master | |
| Produce rhymes, slang hits faster | |
| The master of the game, solo artist by name | |
| Paint the masterpiece that lies inside the frame | |
| Passionate bright colors, the number one soul brother | |
| All eyes on us, guard your grill and take cover | |
| Aiyyo, we had the bass pound speakers, shell toed adidas uhhuh | |
| Original rap with new school leaders true | |
| Graffiti art names with fat gold chains | |
| Shock the world cousin, while hiphop remains | |
| " i' m a true master, you can check my credentials" jeru | |
| " master in the mc field" parrish smith | |
| " master, preacher, poet, a teacher" ? | |
| " from the master.. from the master" biggie smalls | |
| kurupt | |
| I' m the epicenter of this natural disaster | |
| I' m disastrous with smashes, cold and hot flashin | |
| Masters of self, a whole carload of explosives | |
| Like zorro your host is | |
| Death with the intellect from wizards to warlocks | |
| I' m sore ock, i' m raw ock with four glocks, smallpox | |
| More ways to get paid, more ways to display | |
| More rhymes to say, more ak' s to spray | |
| God is good growin up in the hood | |
| Done some things bad, done some things good | |
| Me and pete is like rhymes to chemicals, clash | |
| Atom bombs to mustard gas | |
| We intervene, i break ya, take ya to a whole difference scene | |
| Ar15' s and beams | |
| Got em jumpin like i swallowed a gang of jumpin beans | |
| Explode and reload, we dumps machines | |
| Radical in war, kurupt' s a mad star | |
| I' m a hard dogg, raw dogg, hog with the gold paw | |
| Dogg pound gangstaz d. p. g. | |
| I' m a dogg pound gangsta d. p. g. | |
| I' m a dogg pound gangsta d. p. g. | |
| Inspectah deck and kurupt and pete rock to drop the beat | |
| " masters of art" krsone | |
| " be the sharpest motherfucker | |
| With the beats, with the rhymes" method | |
| " check this out..." |
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